Everyone gives you advice when you are expecting. Some of it is good and most of it just goes in one ear and out the other. I remember my mom talking to me when Isabella’s first birthday came around and Gabriel was 3. She sat me down and told me to “Remember these years because kids grow up so fast.” Then we just got up and finished our party planning. That memory has stuck with me and I’ve always tried to take special moments with both of my kiddos so I can remember “snapshots”.
Everything has been going great. The kids are excited about the summer. They’ve made plans. In fact this summer is Bella’s First Going to Camp. We’ve been shopping and getting her ready for her big week at camp the past few weeks. Sleeping Bags, Beach Towels, Sunblock, Swimsuits, Shoes to wear in the mud pit. (yep I said mud pit) While at camp she’s going to be doing so many exciting things. Like ziplining, night hikes, learning to shoot a rifle, or a crossbow, arts & crafts, and more. Sounds exciting right? Then why, oh why did I bust into tears after dropping her off?
I blame my mom hormones. She’s the baby and I ws leaving her alone with strangers for a week and couldn’t even talk to her on the phone till Friday. I KNOW in my heart she’s fine. I KNOW she’s making friends and having the best summer ever, but my heart misses her. It just goes back to what my mom said….Kids do grow up so fast and through it all I love seeing how my children grow and change and are becoming lovely young adults. Now excuse me, while I go grab more kleenex.